Blue Eyes, Psychic Dogs, Prize for the Subway Sandwich Man
Well my ignomious little friends, the word for the day is "Shite". As in my life resembles, once again, a fat steaming turd!
Ah well, whatyagonnado? Call Ghostbusters I guess. Speaking of ghosts I am firmly convinced dogs can see ghosts (if this sounds weird I am not alone in this estimation of their psychic abilities! try checking out the topic on the information superhighway) My parents' dog will actually stare at something in the hallway for no apparent reason -- like she's looking at something that's not there. It's really, really creepy and she did it when my parents were (blissfully, thank you, Jesus) away for the weekend. It was late at night, too. Naturally!
So that was discomfiting to say the least. In other news I continue with my day patient therapy at the hospital and continue to suck down antidepressants like there's no tomorrow. I am having some side effects which I pray will eventually go away never to be seen or heard from again, much like your parents or an ex-boyfriend who did weird things, like drain your bank account or something. Weird criminal things!
And in continued news I still miss the blue-eyed doctor. I hope at some point to permanently remove him from my already addled psyche but for some reason the man will not budge. I have rampaging paranoia about the dude, expecting at any moment to run into him at the 7-11. It's very alarming, but we were never normal, oh, no we weren't, Toto. But life is a lesson and ya learn it when you're through! I heard that in a song, I did.
You know, I really don't know what ignomious means, but I swear if it's insulting I really didn't mean it.
Ah yes...life. I am still wondering about Tom Cruise's baby and I am still unemployed and living with my parents, but I am trying to move forward on these issues before something explodes, like my head. It wouldn't hurt to have a bout of really hot steamy sex at some point, either, but hey, you can't always get what you want. I heard that in a song, too, I did. But sometimes, you get what ya need!
Yes. May it be ever so.
That would be a good note to end my latest post on but instead I have to say that everytime I go into a Subway recently there is a line practically out the door. I guess that Jared guy is selling millions for them! Kerchoo! I asked the dude in front of me if he was in line and he gave me a look like I had just shot his mother. But when people are sitting on tables not paying attention to what the line is doing it merits asking, sir!
Yes. May it be so, Yoda.
May your day be full of protein and that funky Italian herb bread. Or something like that.
Kerchoo.
Ah well, whatyagonnado? Call Ghostbusters I guess. Speaking of ghosts I am firmly convinced dogs can see ghosts (if this sounds weird I am not alone in this estimation of their psychic abilities! try checking out the topic on the information superhighway) My parents' dog will actually stare at something in the hallway for no apparent reason -- like she's looking at something that's not there. It's really, really creepy and she did it when my parents were (blissfully, thank you, Jesus) away for the weekend. It was late at night, too. Naturally!
So that was discomfiting to say the least. In other news I continue with my day patient therapy at the hospital and continue to suck down antidepressants like there's no tomorrow. I am having some side effects which I pray will eventually go away never to be seen or heard from again, much like your parents or an ex-boyfriend who did weird things, like drain your bank account or something. Weird criminal things!
And in continued news I still miss the blue-eyed doctor. I hope at some point to permanently remove him from my already addled psyche but for some reason the man will not budge. I have rampaging paranoia about the dude, expecting at any moment to run into him at the 7-11. It's very alarming, but we were never normal, oh, no we weren't, Toto. But life is a lesson and ya learn it when you're through! I heard that in a song, I did.
You know, I really don't know what ignomious means, but I swear if it's insulting I really didn't mean it.
Ah yes...life. I am still wondering about Tom Cruise's baby and I am still unemployed and living with my parents, but I am trying to move forward on these issues before something explodes, like my head. It wouldn't hurt to have a bout of really hot steamy sex at some point, either, but hey, you can't always get what you want. I heard that in a song, too, I did. But sometimes, you get what ya need!
Yes. May it be ever so.
That would be a good note to end my latest post on but instead I have to say that everytime I go into a Subway recently there is a line practically out the door. I guess that Jared guy is selling millions for them! Kerchoo! I asked the dude in front of me if he was in line and he gave me a look like I had just shot his mother. But when people are sitting on tables not paying attention to what the line is doing it merits asking, sir!
Yes. May it be so, Yoda.
May your day be full of protein and that funky Italian herb bread. Or something like that.
Kerchoo.
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